Peer pressure...
Wonderful things I've never felt
Apart from that one time.
She had been the crush I could never confront, and she knew that. I stuck around but that never cut it.
"Her heart never wanted mine"
Or did it?
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I was trying to fill in the gap, the same one she had when she chose to keep me around although she clearly had someone.
The void we kept stretching with the sounds of heartfelt melodies and overly romantic motion pictures.
Times of consciously swallowed yet unconsciously vomited affection fell through...
We became an item way before we found ourselves on the shelves; We just never admitted it.
One night of openness was all it took
All it took to turn us into the dancers we were made to be.
The dancers of contrast,
The versions of hollows that had us sucked in
The prudes we were born to be.
We lasted a month,
Fought silently another
Hurt was I on the third
And Gone she was on the forth
I guess she never took me down to the river on a Sunday
We never loved ourselves numb till Saturday
So she fell for me once and hurt me for months
Now she may be gone for good
And I'm finally over the painful memories.
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BIPOLAR SPIFF
RandomDepictions of my truest expressions. Stories of my heart's deepest labyrinth Everything you read here has a physical, mental or emotional link to the life I live. So don't just read it Let it seep into your bloodstream Let your heart synchronize...
